Imagine, if you would, a horror movie where a scientist learns that a particular disease is about to be unleashed on the population. Something horrible, like... Like a zombie plague. They're ready to do something about it, rush on out - and wind up in a cryogenic stasis pod for, say, a couple of weeks. Out cold. Unconscious. Unable to do anything to prevent the disaster they saw coming.
This was the situation Asuna found herself in. There were tits as far as the eye could see. Girls in school uniform, women teachers in office attire. Except in all cases modified in some way or another to expose as much titflesh as possible while still technically qualifying as "decent".
There were a few girls who had left most of their buttons undone on their shirts, and simply tied up the bottom in a knot. A few others were wearing jackets with a single button done at nipple level. Others had fully done up their buttons, but this caused the shirts to be so tight they rode all the way up showing off a healthy chunk of underboob.
But the weird thing was that it wasn't the obnoxiously big knockers, nor the new fashion sense that was really grinding on Asuna's brain. It was... well...
"Oh hey there!" one girl said to another. The two of them stood close. Really, really close. Hugging each other's hips and standing right in front of each other, and very obviously rubbing each other's boobs together. And moaning and whimpering. Oh, and on top of that? This was the least overtly erotic thing that any groups of girls she could see were doing right now.
As for the guys, they were very obviously loving this nonsense. The girls didn't seem to mind even a little bit if they got groped, or if some boys stared at them like pieces of meat. Hell, the way they were acting they seemed to be encouraging it!
Though she was also seeing a few boys carrying things around that obviously belonged to girls. Giving her the impression that some were using their new 'assets' to acquire handsome pack mules.
"Oh gross!" Asuna whined. "I didn't need to see that!" In this instance, 'that' was in reference to a couple sitting under a tree, the girl very obviously and enthusiastically using her boobs to stroke the boy's... thing.
Then there were those using their new assets very obviously in front of people who didn't even seem to notice. As if she was watching them being hypnotised right before her very eyes. One girl with a still normal chest muttered something, then moaned loudly, and then her top exploded open revealing very large, creamy, bouncy boobs that Asuna <i>was not jealous of</I> in the least.
"Asuna?" Konoka said from behind her. "Is something wrong?"
Asuna boggled out at the display in front of her in disbelief and gestured outwards. She wasn't even two steps out the front door of the dorm, and this is what she was seeing already! How bad was it elsewhere in the school? That thought alone was making her nervous! And angry. Mostly angry.
"I know!" Konoka said, clapping her hands together. "A nice titty massage will make you feel better!"
"Yeah, it probably..." Asuna began, then her brain caught up with what Konoka had said in her usual bright and cheery way. "A what massage?"
"Titty!" Konoka said, which set off a chorus of 'titty' being called out by all in earshot.
...
Asuna had been in such a panicked state of mind that she hadn't really looked at Konoka on waking up. She had been so fully set on putting a stop to the tittypocalypse that Konoka had not fully registered.
So, now she was slowly turning around, dreading what she'd find when she did, but having to know anyway. As to what that was? The answer should be obvious.
Tits. She found bare naked tits inches from her face. Close. So close, she couldn't quite turn away. It was like gravity, she could turn a little bit but she kept on being pulled back. They were mouth watering. Succulent. Absolutely flawless. Asuna gulped. She was able to resist earlier. Why couldn't she look away now?
"Magnetic titty technique," Konoka moaned. "Tee hee! Zazie taught me that one! Do you like it?"
"Not especially," Asuna said. That nipple was looking mighty tasty right about now. But - but she should resist. She should be able to resist. Why couldn't she resist?
"Hrm... You're being a real grumpy guts today," Konoka said. "Oh, I know! You're jealous that everyone's got these big lovely tits now. They're great. You should have them too."
"Don't want 'em," Asuna lied. No wait that wasn't a lie. Or was it? Come on, concentrate, block it, block it, block it. Summon your artefact and fight against this thing, the passive resistance clearly isn't enough anymo-
"Oh no you don't!"
Without warning, a black bag was put over Asuna's head and she was dragged off. There was a sound like a struggle, then a moan and someone (Konoka, she thought) falling over, and then she was being dragged away by someone - With really big tits. Asuna's body went limp on feeling them, if she'd intended to fight then the will went out of her there and then.
The black bag was removed and tiiiiiits. Oh! The girl with the tits turned around and half turned her head back. It was, of all people, Chisame.
"There we go, that should be you all right as rain. You can relax, I'm not like the others, I'm the one in control. Not these big sensitive hypnotic tits."
Then, to Asuna's abject disbelief, Chisame blatantly groped herself and let out a very familiar sounding moan.
"I-it's not like I enjoy playing with them or anything, they're just... so sensitive I can't help it," Chisame insisted.
"Right," Asuna deadpanned. "So, mind filling me in a bit more on what the hell happened?"
"Chamo happened," Chisame said. She slapped her hands away from her chest. "He's to blame for all this. As if you're even a little surprised. Ugh, this whole thing is so dumb!"
"Ohohoho, dumb isn't quite a strong enough word for it!"
That voice! That laugh! Asuna whirled around and found Ayaka standing behind her... with normal sized boobs. Thank goodness, the thought of that didn't sit well in her stomach at all. Next to her were Ako, Sayo(floating in the air... guess being a ghost has its perks) and Misa. All with normally sized breasts.
"Welcome to the resistance," Ayaka said, snapping her fan shut. "You want a summary, little Asuna, of what has transpired? What has transpired is -"
Then, Ayaka seemed to grow ten times her own height, and flames seemed to belch from every orrifice as she screamed: "Those big titted whores took my Negi!!!!!!"
You could hear the multiple exclamation points. Ako patted her on the back, Sayo tried and failed to do the same, meanwhile Misa rolled her eyes and stepped forward.
"Chamo gave this titnosis thing to four girls to start with," Misa said. "Haruna, Yue, Nodoka, Zazie. Those four are now the defacto heads of the school. Haruna is playing the role of a twisted agony aunt, Yue and Nodoka are spoiling the daylights out of Negi, and Zazie is being a titty performer."
"Waaaah! I want hypnotits! Gimme hypnotits so I can play with Negi!" Ayaka wailed.
Chisame used her tits to bap the back of Ayaka's head, which seemed to snap her out of it.
"Anyway!" Chisame sniffed. "So far, we're the only girls that haven't given in to the bottomless pit of pleasure and vic that having an impossibly perfect rack of tits offers."
"...Could you not phrase that in a way as if you're trying to sell it to us?" Asuna asked, eyebrow twitching.
"She can't," Ako said. "She really, really can't."
"We're lucky she's got control over them as it is," Sayo said. "Every other girl with them has fallen in line right away. Even Evangeline and Chachamaru..."
Those two as well? Wait, those two weren't among the four bosses they would have to deal with?! No, never mind that. Asuna was now set in her mission. The tittypocalypse was upon them, so it was up to this rag tag group to save the world!
But... there's a problem. How the hell do you mount a resistance against your enemy when your enemy's main ability are mind melting mammaries?!
- What are the "four bosses" up to?
- Let's take a closer look at Evangeline's corruption?
- How did Negi get grabbed?
- The girls try to fake having hypnotits.
- Chamo is in paradise, what's he doing now?
- Something else
No comments:
Post a Comment